It was becoming sorrowfully apparent that what happened to Lee, was now beginning to make changes to Marlene and myself.
Two ensensed people their hands gripping the steel ring, while holding on to the Medallion, as it began to glow. I stood with mouth open, watching my sister-in-law's face begin to show swine like form.
Her face rounded, getting puffy, eye sunken into her fleshy brow, her funky nose broadening, nostrils turned forward, merging with her upper lip.
A movie star would have been pleased to have her straight and pure white teeth, they now changed color and configuration. Inscissor teeth sprouting sideways, becoming hog tusks, as her smile turned to a bestial hoggish mouth.
I could not think of myself and what I knew was happening to me, as watching it change Marlene held my complete attention.
Our mutual grip on the steel ring and its seven ear tags owned by as many dead boar hogs, had fallen to the floor. By this time our arms and hands had surcombed to changing, and now could not grip the ring.
Yet the ring had directed the Medallion in its methods, we were changing into Hogs, just like what did happen to Lee.
We both stood struggling to remain standing upright, as if hugging another or each other, we tried to be human. If one wished to remain human it was a foolish whim, our physcial form was changing and nothing we could do would make it stop.
I tried my best to console Marlene, my change brought new physical sensations. These thrilling feelings for the most part remained in my groin. Indeed the change of physical mass was pronounced there better than with anything changed to be as a Hog.
Swelling testicles make me whince at first, not from pain, but from pangs of sexual desire. I could not see them but feeling them swell, growing to boar size, then pressured to move between my thights, sticking out past my buttocks, the sensation was one of pure delight.
Then too, the feel of one's penis sucked back into the groin, pressed up and tunneling itself along the lower abdomin, then jutting out just below my navel. Such an odd sensation, as a tubular thing, rigid constantly, yet upon some stimuli, a corscrew shaped penis or cock jutted out into the light of day.
Our clothing fell from us piece by piece, pants and skirt first, then more, soon we clung together being naked as proper for those who are as hogs.
My sensual delights were to Marlene not quite so thrilling, she being female was like I becoming a hog and boar as well.
The ring and its ear tags were from all male hogs, therefore this seemed to govern the type of change that occured by way of the Medallion's power.
I should have been feeling terror, remorse, and feelings for the loss of my humanity, but oddly it felt rather neat. It made me wonder of Lee, as I knew full well he was that prime Berkshire boar hog residing now at the Gilke farm. No question about it now; Marlene and myself would soon be joining him there, if not on some other farm, we were both soon to be as real, honest, male hogs!
Marlene feeling her vagina wither and fade into a body changed from sleek and human, she was as I becoming tough and muscular. One would have to go through such changes to really understand the sensation of a change in gender. I for one rather found enjoyment in my transformation, it made me giddy. Not so for Marlene, she had real pains, feelings of agony as her female organ litterally died away, and from the Medallion's power she grew male organs.
It was as she began to change sex that we nolonger stood clinging upright to one and another. Falling down, our enlarged bodies center of gravity forced us to slam down on front trotters.
The loss of human dexterity, our hands and fingers now a cloven hoof, hand as rocks, but sensative enough to feel the ground on which we stood.
Memories of books read came back to me, the factual knowledge that like the books said, of animals standing on all fours, and how it was a better way of supporting their toal body and the internal organs. On all fours, forelegs that were arms, and having then hind legs than did also support me, I felt perfectly natural standing as a hog.
Marlene was having her small time in hell, she feeling then the new pangs of being then a male, her first erection had her standing very still. I could but watch her, seeing how she became accustom to being both a male and a boar hog all to once. Her corkscrew shaped cock stood out her bellied sheath. Her eyes bugged out of that fatty face, mouth open she moaned and groaned, her first male erection bringing on what guys feel and take for granted.
I walked around her, getting as much a view of what she became and knowing I was most likely a perfect twin.
As we both had seen Lee, he being now as a large Berkshire boar, was humpbacked, having heavy forearms, small thighs, and standing tall if even on all fours.
Marlene was not like what we saw of Lee, she instead was more stocky, having heavy wrinkles of fat hanging from her chest. She looked more like a true pig, maybe as some type from China, but seeing her male parts she was for sure a real big boar.
If happening suddenly the powers of the Medallion did something then to our minds. Being we were then both as hogs and boars alike, the desire to be out in the free world came on with a rush.
Both of us turned at the same moment and rushed for the backdoor of Marlene's kitchen. Bursting out of the house, we both hit the ground running as only hogs can, on four stout legs.
My feelings for her changed from those of a comforting brother-in-law, I felt no attachment to her accept she was a he and to me a boar, Marlene was competition now.
Oinks and squeals were our only verbal way of telling others what we felt or thought of ourselves. Unknown to me or her but the power that changed us also had predetermined where we were to live.
Darting off in two different directions, I headed for the Gilke farm as Marlene went to another farm.
My experience was one of being lucky enough to spend one full day as a boar hog. It for me was an eye opener, granting me insight on how animals exist. Once inside the fence line I sniffed the breeze finding those of my kind. As if driven by instincts and remembering what I did and how I felt, I became as a part of one large herd of swine.
Digging, rooting up the ground, I sought after those white grubs that when human I poisened out of my lawn. Now they were tasty morsels, part of my food and if of anything I discovered as a new way of retaining one's life.
I do remember standing in awe, mouth open and watching a large black baor mount, hump, and mate a sow. In my deep memory I realized it was indeed Lee, and watching him do what comes natural was for me an enlightenment.
Seeing him do it brought on a sense of urgency, a need as it were to procreate, hog stile.
Snorting I became like he, an ensensed hog in rut, pangs for sex and making noises like any sex minded boar.
Piglets and sows scattered with the exception of one hard big sow. She stood her ground, hind legs spread apart to hold the bulk advances of a boar hog.
I approached her, my mind in a rage for having sex with this scented female.
My nose came to within a short inch of her round ass. She wiggling her tail brushed it over my face, urging me on as much as my own male drives.
Her vagina looked tighter than a vise, but ozzed thin oily juices, it made me think for a split second, knowing this would help my entry.
Bestial totaly in thought and action, I remember sniffing her butt, and with a quick action licked; licked her juices from off those vile and filth coated lips of hog sex.
One big bounce and I was on top of her rump, forelegs splied across her flanks, I edged myself forward.
All of what I was doing seemed as predestination now, no wild paniced thrusting to find the right spot, no, my very erect corkscrew pressed out and entered in one even movement.
Slithering in was just the beginning, as with me cock entering the sow she took such a grip on it I thought she was going to slice it off.
Then I began thrusting, the sensation and feelings coming from our contact in a rush. Her desire of pleasuring was equal to my own but in as much she seemed to make me want it the more I rode her rump.
In it went as rigid cock pressed past ripples of strong muscles. Sensual cock skin touched soft juicy folds of sow vagina. Pressing my cock in made the end flare out, spreading the knob head wide and sending waves of desire to my attled brain.
Pulling back was with some heavy pulling, the sow having the desire to retain her feelings and not let the cock get loose.
Minutes maybe, but it felt like I was enveloped in eternity. The waves of raw bestial pleaurse made me want it to continue if for all day and night. Yet after only ten thrusts in my big balls erupted such a flood and load, the sow's pussy jetted out what it could not hold.
She walked away making me drop to all fours, cock still painfully erect, and my mind filled with beastly longing to do it again.
Standing stiffly there my mind rambled over the sensation I had just experienced. I was oblivious to all around me, until from my rear came the feeling of hot breath.
Turning my bulk quickly, I came snout to snout with Lee, he would seem to be angered by me a younger boar, messing with one of his herd.
He made a lunge at me, his large tusks coming at me with obvious intent on doing me bodily harm.
Something in me suggested I should fight for the right to have sex as a boar.
Yet from deeper down came this thought to run from the attacked, it being a beast and animal.
Fear won, and I took off across the open pasture with Lee on my heels.
I have clear memories from then, the fear welling up in my chest. Thoughts too, as I knew Lee back there would most likely kill me if he could. The educated memory of reading about hogs and if one is injured and bleeding, the herd turns on the injured, attacking and eating it alive.
The pasture fence was getting near, somehow I knew it was the same place I snuggled under the fence not so long before.
Diving under the fence, my smaller and leaner size body fit throught the gap. Lee, could not follow, he stopped short, squealing at me in an ensensed and angered manner.
a short oink as my goodbye, I trotted off to find a place for to sleep in the late faternoon sunshine.